96 fic - Correspondence

[deird1]

Title: Correspondence To A Fictional Entity
Author: deird1
Rating: PG
Word Count: 484
Prompt: 096 (December holidays)
Character: Dawn


Correspondence To A Fictional Entity

1991

to Santa
please bring me a doll with a green dress and some peanut butter
from Dawn

1992

To Santa,
Please bring me a book about airplanes, and some barbies.
Love from Dawn.

1993

Dear Santa,

This year I would like some stickers, some candy, and the blue dress I saw last week in the mall.
I have been very good this year just ask my mom.

Love from Dawn Summers.

1994

Dear Santa,

I have been very good all year. I have helped Mom with the washing up, and I have cleaned my room, and I have not stolen Buffy’s nail polish.
In return I would like some rollerskates, and some books, and another money box to replace the one I broke.

Love from Dawn Summers

PS - I would also like a pony.

1995

Dear Santa,

I think I have been good. I have been nice to Buffy, and I have done all my chores, and I have not told on Buffy for sneaking out of her window the other night.

Please bring me a stripey red sweater like Meagan’s, some Sweet Cindy accessories, and a chess set.

Love Dawn

PS - Could you bring Mom and Dad something nice this year, so they are happier?

1996

Santa -

This year I would like some new sneakers, a CD, and a year’s supply of Twinkies.

- Dawn

PS - Please note that I will be moving next year, so my presents will need to be delivered to a different address.

1997

Santa -

This year I’d like a crossbow.

I think I deserve one, because I haven’t said anything to Mom about what happened with Ford. Also, if Buffy has one, I should get one too.

- Dawn

1998

Santa -

If you felt like existing this year, I’d like some sparkly nail polish, a book, and pants just like Faith’s.

Plus, I’d like my own personal elf from the north pole, to do my bidding, do my chores, and feed me chocolate on a golden platter.

Or you could just keep on being fictional. Whatever.

- Dawn

Also, thanks for all the snow.

1999

Dear Santa,
This year I would like peace on earth, and goodwill to all men. Especially for my lovely teacher, Ms Conroy, who is always

Hey.

Hey.

This sucks.

I know! Isn’t it dumb!

“Write a letter to Santa, boys and girls.” I mean, please!

Yeah. Doesn’t Conroy get that we’re teenagers?

So lame.

Totally.

2000

Dear Santa,

My big sister Buffy has a crossbow, three swords, and a rocket launcher. She could totally kick your ass.

If you don’t bring me a midnight blue sweater and the new Backstreet Boys album, I’ll get Anya to tell Buffy how to find you. Then she’ll track you down.

Yours sincerely, Dawn Summers

PS - Any spare disembowelled children you’ve got lying around can be delivered to Mike Floyner on Stache Street.